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And I love you even through uncertainty. [Ookiku Furikabutte] - ( ( malaproprism. ) )

use them wrong and they will hurt you.

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The name's Kae, and this is my fic journal~ I generally write fanfic for anything and everything that I've watched or read. I also dump stand alone shorts, excerpts and occasionally full chapters of the original stories that I'm working on over here.

OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE and all characters/ideas/concepts/places therein are not mine, although the writing certainly is.

Title: And I love you even through uncertainty.Characters/Pairing(s): Abe & MihashiRating: GSummary: This is how it feels to break a promise.Warnings? Spoilers for the second season of the anime.Notes: The title is taken from Prompt #20 over at the 52 Flavors community.

And I love you even through uncertainty.

There was something different about Mihashi, Abe Takaya realizes, as he watches his pitcher step out of the dugout and run back on to the field without him. It could be a trick of the light or a failure on his part to notice it earlier, but the other boy looks taller somehow, blocking out more of the sunlight and filling the air with more of his presence that he had before. Still, those shoulders were thin – too thin, too fragile to carry the weight of an entire team, with every member’s hopes and aspirations, on them.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered the possibility of getting injured at any point during his time with the team – it was that he had decided that getting injured simply wasn’t an option. Abe was stubborn about everything, especially when it happened to be keeping his word. When he promised Mihashi that he would not get injured, he had meant it.

Those words had echoed back to him as he watched his team struggle on the field without him. Later on, after they lost, he saw a bit of his pitcher’s face break and was reaching out for the other before he even realized it. He recalled, in that moment, the way Mihashi had looked up at him, when he had sworn. He was young and still had years ahead of him, for sure, but somehow he knew that he wasn’t ever going to see eyes that earnest and trusting ever again.

When his vision blurred, Abe told himself it was hot and he was sweaty and on hot, sweaty days that sort of thing just happened. He shut his eyes and buried part of his face into his pitcher’s shoulder.

Mihashi, of course, was too broken up to notice that something was wrong in the first place.